So I'll ramble a bit like when I am at working typing letters while thinking of ideas for stories in between thoughts of philosophy, love and religion, ridiculous embarassing thoughts and wondering what I'd be like as someone else, only with the same personality. I thought of the middle ground, some ideal place where religion, spirituality and science could exist side by side, feeding off of each other instead of competing. After all, trying to take the spirituality out of the world is like music without feeling or passion. Sure, it may sound good, but something is missing. I thought today of organized religion and how it is too organized for me, like cutting down a wild forest and replacing it with a town with paved streets, symmetrical buildings and neat little trees with a church in the center with plan windows. The world needs symmetrical towns and it needs wild deep forests. It needs nearly every kind of philosophy to define it and give it shape. i like to look at things from every angle, to wonder if I know and understand anything, after all, how i view the world is a bit strange. I sit at work listening to old songs and the scents of the songs bring back memories and the specific smell and feel of a year. I like to store my memories in songs, so I can find them again when I need them. It's amazing how fast they rush back. I keep thinking of some of the same things and wondering why I haven't gotten over that foolish boy I loved and what does this mean for me today? Mostly I like to think of the nature of love, and how it is a powerful destructive force. Without it, we wouldn't be fully completely human...
Posted by Tante Shvester (Member # 8202) on :
Uh, nice landmark? I need to get a little more drunk before I decide if it makes any sense or not.
I was thinking of you today. How did things go at the doctor's visit? Are you feeling better? Any more pains? I hope your cold is all gone.
Posted by Treason (Member # 7587) on :
Now my brain hurts.
Posted by Synesthesia (Member # 4774) on :
I hate the doctor... Because they didn't even actually SEE me. They just had nurses look at me. I still have this cough. It really does sound better when I freshly think of it. It's very difficult to reproduce that.